PLAYER PLOT END

[a_gentle_boy]

And as suddenly as the mushrooms had first appeared, they vanish again.  Every single one.  Across town, there is no trace of the poison that had sent so many people spiraling into uncontrollable nightmares.  Those caught in the grips of hallucination will find themselves instantly cured, no matter what they were in the middle of seeing.  Once more, Mayfield is a quiet, tranquil little town.

[phone]
[When Lucas comes on the phone late at night, he sound incredibly exhausted.  He had spent the better part of two hours tearing out mushrooms individually after being cured of his own hallucinations before remembering how the zombies had been gotten rid of, how the angels had been gotten rid of...  It just hadn't crossed his mind sooner, somehow.]

I'm so sorry.

I think... a friend of mine has already explained a little about what happened.  The mushrooms come from my world.  From an island called Tanetane.  Someone explained it to me, the first time we were under its effects... That a single bite would bring your worst fears to life.  That they would tear at the weaknesses and scars in your heart until you went mad with despair.  I... I can't apologize enough.  I'm so, so sorry.

...I have something now that I hope can barely begin to make up for it.  If... If you can forgive me, please come by.  There's something I want to offer you all.

[action]
[As stated, Lucas will be waiting outside, huddled on his front porch, a massive jug of steaming liquid set beside him.  Whoever approaches will be offered a sip from the coffee.  Poured hygienically into a paper cup, of course.  ...It is very good coffee.]

((This ends the mushroom invasion.  You are welcome to backdate entries, but from this point on, no mushrooms can be found within Mayfield any longer; Lucas has traded them all away.  What has he traded for?  Something special.  Lucas has now regained Mr. Saturn's coffee, which is also a hallucinogenic drug.  But its effects are quite opposite.  Ingesting the coffee will generally induce good feelings, happiness, and self-affirmation.  The drinker will be taken into a trance state where their greatest accomplishments, their development as a human being, and anything positive that they have experienced will be brought to mind to bolster their confidence.  As an example, please see here for what Lucas experiences when he drinks the coffee.  You are welcome to handwave that your character had his mood boosted by this drink, or you are welcome to thread it out with me.  Additionally, Lucas will be repeating his apologies the next day for those who were knocked out of hallucinating the, uh.  Hard way.

Thanks for participating and I hope you all enjoyed it!))

Comments

i can have two threads going with you at once if i want!!!! [ACTION]

[bullsit.livejournal.com]

[He'd managed to sleep off the delusions, but the visions had scared him - all made of things he had been dreading for months, even sweeps, coming back to haunt his subconscious.

It had been hard hauling himself out of his room, but he'd finally managed to shuffle over to Lucas' - he doesn't really say anything at first, just sitting down as close to his friend as possible.]

no i want ten threads =(

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas glances up as he hears someone approach. He smiles, wearily, encouragingly. But he somehow can't bring himself to say anything at first, either. As he scootches to give Tavros more room, he will silently pour him an extra-large cup of the coffee.]

...I'm sorry.

well i want 20

[bullsit.livejournal.com]

[He smiles back, though it is very long-lived, before eyeballing the coffee.]

I do not think, that you really have to apologize? Uuh, because, it is not really your fault, that maybe your world has some bad things in it. I mean, mine did too, and those are things, you can't really control.

Action

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

[And here comes a Luke.

He looks like he's in pretty terrible shape, physically and mentally, and on top of that it doesn't look like he got much sleep. Probably because he didn't sleep at all last night.

He nods in acknowledgement, but he doesn't feel like talking too much. Surprising, considering the previous day he couldn't speak at all.]

Hi, Lucas.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Luke will receive a tired smile and a pat on the porch beside him, a gesture for him to sit down.]

...Hi.

[Action] I CAN HAZ MORE THREADS SHUSH.

[notasidedick]

[He heard you on the phone earlier, but he's not here to ask for wahtever you're offering.

He just came so he can take a seat next to you.] You okay? I'm guessing that along with everyone else, you were affected too.

infinite threads

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas just glances up and nods a little bit.]

I didn't ever think something like this could've happened. I should've been more careful.

[action]

[pkrincess.livejournal.com]

[Hanging out with him on the porch.]

Y'know, it's not your fault. It's not like you were askin' for any stupid mushrooms in the first place.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas clutches the jug of coffee tightly as he gazes down into its murky depths. ...Somehow, that makes him feel better.]

I-I know. But. I could've stopped it earlier. I should've gone to the Post Office as soon as I got the empty box.

[Phone]

[alienfromkansas]

It's not your fault, son. You didn't ask for this.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Maybe not, but... it's still my responsibility. They're from my world. They were given to me. I should've stopped it.

[Phone]

[crusthatecean.livejournal.com]

Mayfield brought something from your world to fuck you and others up.

Yeah, I can see how we're all going to have a hard time forgiving this blatant act of malice.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[What is sarcasm?]

I'm sorry. I don't know how I'll make up for it, but I swear I will.

[photonicfighter]

[Dakki had heard Lucas's call, but not answered. Her own bad mushroom trip had been terrible enough that it was just easier to not talk. Every time she tried, words tended to get tangled into an embarrassing wad.

But she did come by to visit.]

...hi, Lucas.

[She looks exhausted, and she's disheveled. That little sprout of hair that's always sticking up is frayed at the end, and drooping.

Even if he didn't have something, Lucas was a friendly face. A kind face. She needed kind faces right now.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas's face is still kind, but slightly marred by something resembling misery. He'll glance up and smile wanly, though.]

H-Hi... Miss Dakki. Um.

Please sit.

[phone]

[doudemoe]

Don't blame yourself.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

...Everyone's been saying so, but. Well. Someone has to be blamed, right?

phone;

[theniwasroman.livejournal.com]

... you shouldn't think like that, Lucas. It's really not your fault.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Even if it's not my fault... I still had a responsibility for it, didn't I? I was the only one who could get rid of them.

[action]

[richtighammer.livejournal.com]

[Thor is exhausted. Though he was not plagued by hallucinations himself, he has been awake since dawn, hammer in hand, working at what he has always done: protecting. It has been mostly fruitless. And without a god's strength, he is spent.

He trudges up to Lucas's porch wearily, hammer slung over one shoulder and his back bowed under its weight. His attempt at a bold greeting gets points only for effort.]

Hail, son of Flint! The hour is late even for drinking.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Oh. Hi, um. Mr. Thor.

[He is slightly impressed that the man had remembered what he'd said his father's name was. Lucas looks quite exhausted as well as he sits up and manages a wan smile.]

Well. It's never very late for something warm to calm you before bed...

[phone]

[roadroller]

[Of course, Lucas had already explained this stuff to her when they met and they were both under the effects. She plays with the phone cord, unsure if she wants to answer. She's ashamed. They had such a heart to heart, but in the end, she nearly forgot about it and completely failed, and that's something she doesn't want him to know. Probably, he had a stronger heart than hers, and made it through. If he didn't, she doesn't want to know about that, either.

... But, it was like they said... it's worse alone. Rin has always had a crying shoulder in Len. Doing it by herself... she's done it so much since coming here, but after yesterday, she just can't. She's desperate enough. But she's a bit tired to do the right thing and tell him it's not his fault, so she settles on the "something" as her topic. It does have her curious.]

What is it? ♪

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas is glad to hear from her, of course, but he will answer her question before asking how she had fared.]

It's... a little difficult to explain. I guess I can describe it as the antidote to what the mushrooms did to you. What you experienced then... flip it to its opposite.

Phone

[ironicjournal.livejournal.com]

[ Low whistle time. Not sounding anything less than casual. ]

Got some dangerous fungus springin' up in your world, bro.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Um. [Not quite the point he had been trying to make, but he will try to be lighthearted.] I guess so. These are probably even worse than the ones that just try to kill you...